Chapter 119 Egg and Meat Pie

early morning.

Jiang Fubao woke up naturally at daybreak.

While the space had not yet been refreshed, she took out all the food she would need for the day.

Don't forget to pour the barrel of kitchen oil into the iron pot.

There was only one pot in the house, which was built on the stove.

So the big iron pot in the space comes in handy.

It can be used to store oil and also provide an extra pot at home.

Fortunately, she was greedy when she bought the pot and did not buy the coated non-stick pot.

Otherwise I wouldn’t dare take it out.

Then comes the flour, since we are preparing egg and meat pancakes at home.

Then flour cannot be lacking.

Jiang Fubao ground the white flour finely and put it into a sack before leaving the room.

"Hey, why are there so much more meat and noodles today? Whatever you want comes true. Oh my god, there's also an iron pot, but it's a little small. I've never seen an iron pot that can be carried around. What's in the pot? It's yellow and looks like urine."

Jiang Fubao brushing his teeth.

Grandma and aunt have gone to her room to get the goods.

I saw grandma holding the iron pot, putting it to her nose and taking a smell.

"Grandma, the old man with white beard said this is oil."

Jiang Fubao was almost speechless when he heard the word "pee".

She hurriedly explained.

I was afraid that if I wasn't careful, the oil in the pot would be poured out by grandma.

"Oh, it's oil. I thought it was your urine at night. No wonder it doesn't smell like urine."

Jiang Fubao rolled his eyes when he heard what grandma said.

She's just small.

Not a fool.

How could you pee in the pot?

Grandma is really bold.

"Okay, let's have breakfast. We'll go to the shop early. Xile, you can come with us today. Let Tongjin cook the meals. Old man, take care of the house and don't let the children run around."

I saw my wife carrying a dung bucket and getting ready to go out.

Zhang Jinlan gave instructions quickly.

"Okay, I understand."

Jiang Shoujia is a man of few words.

He responded and left without looking back.

Jiang Fubao, who had just come out with his bowl of rice, smelled a strong odor of feces.

Her appetite disappeared instantly.

"Second Aunt, let me give it to you."

Jiang Fubao poured the porridge in his bowl into Sun Pingmei's bowl.

"What's wrong? How can you not eat in the morning? This porridge is thick and delicious. Have some."

Although Sun Pingmei is greedy, she will not be greedy to the extent of including her children.

She was about to pour the porridge back into Jiang Fubao's bowl.

"Second Aunt, I'm not hungry. I just want to eat an egg."

Jiang Fubao shook his head repeatedly.

She put the bowl on the stove, took the eggs and ran away.

"This child, why is he still so picky about food? Such delicious rice porridge, slurp——"

Seeing that she really didn't want to eat, Sun Pingmei thought her niece was a picky eater.

I could only slurp the porridge in the bowl.

The half-full stomach was satisfied instantly.

Her tense expression relaxed.

After a while, he drank all the porridge in the bowl.

After breakfast, the Jiang family cleaned up.

Jiang Dahe pulled out a bullock cart from the backyard and rushed to the town with his family.

When I passed by the village entrance, I happened to meet Jiang Sanniu coming out carrying a bamboo basket.

She stared at Jiang Fubao who was sitting on the ox cart.

Jiang Fubao just glanced at her and looked away.

"You little bitch, I'd better throw you to death!"

Jiang Siniu happened to hear her cursing Jiang Fubao.

She pretended to be unaware and walked in front of Jiang Sanniu.

"What are you doing standing at the door, you little bitch? Are you trying to slack off again? Believe it or I'll slap you in the face! Learn from your sister, she's much more sensible than you. Hurry up and leave, or I'll kick you to death!"

Zhou Gaier, who was carrying a bamboo basket on her back, saw that her second daughter, who had gone out first, was still at the door, while her third daughter, who had gone out later, had already walked a long way. She cursed loudly.

Jiang Sanniu came to her senses instantly.

At this time, Jiang Siniu had already walked ten meters away.

She had known that her mother had followed behind her, but she did not tell her third sister.

Who asked the third sister to scold Fubao?

Jiang Siniu didn’t know.

Her character has been completely distorted by Jiang Fubao.

town.

In Jiang’s Snack Shop in Baishi Street Food Lane.

Just like yesterday.

The four tables in the shop were full.

There were seven or eight customers queuing outside the shop.

Today's grilled sausages and potatoes sold out even faster and were sold out by the end of the morning.

There are still many guests.

Because the mung bean soup at Jiang's Snack Shop is the sweetest and coolest of all the shops selling mung bean soup in town.

Many people are willing to queue up just for this cool drink.

Some people even spent an extra penny to pack it up and take it home to drink.

As a result, the number of bamboo tubes in the backyard gradually decreased.

Finally, Zhang Jinlan prohibited takeout, otherwise all the bamboo tubes in the shop would be sold out.

Jiang Fubao's sister-in-law came over today.

With more people, it won’t be so busy.

Zhang Jinlan, who is the best cook, and her three daughters-in-law are studying how to make big egg and meat pancakes.

Zhu Yingqiu chopped the meat into very small pieces, like dumpling fillings.

Marinate it with soy sauce, sugar, cooking wine, salt, black pepper and various spices.

Zhang Jinlan is in charge of kneading the dough.

Sun Pingmei and Zhang Yanzi stuffed the marinated minced meat into the dough and rolled it into a pancake.

The division of labor is clear.

The cooking oil was also brought in a wooden barrel.

The iron pot was boiling hot on the simple stove in the yard.

Half a bucket of oil was poured into it.

Zhu Yingqiu stood by the stove with wooden chopsticks in her hand, turning over the meat pie that had just come out of the pot.

Jiang Fubao was far away.

The family members were afraid that she would be splashed with oil so they didn't let her get close.

"Grandma, the fourth pot of mung bean soup is ready. Just add half a block of ice, right?"

In the kitchen, Qian Xile asked while holding a spatula.

"Yes, just put half a block in it, so it won't be too cold. The customer asked a lot of questions. Half a block is enough. It's a little cooler than the one in the river town, but not as cold."

We put too much ice in yesterday.

As a result, when the mung bean soup was served to the customers, it was steaming cold, which was very suspicious.

Zhang Jinlan kneaded the second portion of dough and spoke without raising her head.

"Okay, I got it."

Qian Xile responded and went back to the kitchen to work.

Jiang Siyin and Jiang Eryong are responsible for serving mung bean soup to the guests.

Jiang Dahe was welcoming guests at the door.

Only Jiang Fubao was free.

But this shop wouldn't be able to function without her.

As a hidden boss.

Jiang Fubao leaned against the tree and tiptoed towards the oil pan.

The meat inside is already browned.

The fragrance permeated the backyard.

She was so greedy that her mouth was watering.

"Okay, the cake is ready, Mom, please taste it."

The dough was obviously very hot, but Zhu Yingqiu's hands were as cold as iron sand and she couldn't feel the temperature.

She blew on it for a while, then tore off a piece of meat and stuffed it into Zhang Jinlan's mouth who was kneading dough.

"Mom, how does it taste?" Zhu Yingqiu continued to ask.

Her eyes were full of anticipation, yet also a little worried.

Although she tasted the meat filling while it was marinating, she had no idea whether the meat pie would taste good when fried.

"It's delicious! It's very fragrant and the meat inside is a little spicy, sweet and salty. In short, it's delicious and worth selling!"

Zhang Jinlan's words made Zhu Yingqiu feel relieved.

She curled her lips.

He also tore off a piece of meat pie and put it in his mouth.